"Ok, what is it?" Go into your room Andrea, you'll see I finally remembered."I gave her quizzical look and walked in. On my bed were laid out twopair...s of pajamas and a nightgown. One of the PJs was white flannel witha print of pink bows. The other was navy blue cotton with shortsleeves. The night gown would go below my knees and was white with thinblue stripes, a little lace and a bow at the neck. I turned to look atClara who was standing in the door."Thank you Aunt Clara. Thanks."I gave her a. Bare minimum needed to run the house.”“As you told her.”“Siân,” he said with an air of irritation, “I don’t mind her being professional. I’m professional at work with my PA, but we chat about things apart from work. She often asks how things are going at home. We discuss the weather, the news. It makes for a warm working relationship.”“Hmm,” she said thoughtfully, “that cool, eh?”“Bordering on icy.”“So she snapped at you a while back when you tried to ask about her time off. ‘Keep out’?” Siân. He looked down at me, I could feel his gaze on me, but I was too scared to lift my head again, or to move any other part of my body. This was it, if somehow I hadn’t been found good enough, he would let go of my wrist and I would fall. I would fall and keep falling, deeper and deeper. Until nothing but darkness would surround me. All there would be left, would be to cry for my own shortcomings and misery. The time stood still, I could hardly breath but prayed for my salvation. Please, I. I wondered if she was still hustling, or if Serena was, despite describing herself as 'Bobby's woman.'"His momma's a ho' and his woman's a ho'," Serena went on. "I think Bobby must be attracted to ho's. Shit, you shoulda been a pimp instead o' a country singer." Hey if the music don't work out, maybe I will be a pimp. And I'll start up my stable with two fine bitches, you and dear old mom."Damn, this was turning out to be pretty twisted!Then Hope returned and all of us watched a quarter of.